Quotes About Indecision

I knew he was right. Not that I did anything about it.

Not—please understand me—that I was convinced that I had made a mistake; no, I was merely unconvinced that I had not made a mistake. I was, in other words, confused.

So what's the plan?' 'Why do people ask me that? Do I seem like a person who could make and then keep plans?

But America, like every nation, has its ages of psychosis. It has fits of indecision and periods of self-delusion. Consider how presidents spoke movingly of freedom from tyranny while personally holding hundreds of men, women, and children in slavery.

You don't actually want to date me, do you? I-- he looked baffled and desperate and then said, If you-- I don't--it's up to you!

INDECISION is the seedling of FEAR!

When we are in a holding pattern, it is because we know exactly what we should do next, but we are terrified to act on it.

Nobody else around me seems to be looking around and wondering what to do. Why is it that I feel like I'm the only person who is confused and concerned about the choices I've made and where I'm headed? Everywhere I look, I see people just getting on with it.

She was afraid to be alone. She didn't know what to do; she couldn't spend another moment thinking about this, beating herself up about it, but she didn't feel it was right not to either.

What's next from you? Paintingwise, I mean." "I don't know. I'm between things now." "Dawn between things or dusk between things?" "I don't know that, either.

Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. The scales are balanced so nicely that a feather would turn them.

Like a greater than himself, to the critical question at the critical time he did not answer: and they were again silent.

Und das tat er oder glaubte es zun tun, oder glaubte es auch selber nicht recht, oder, noch bedenklicher, es fing an, ihm gleichgültig zu werden, ob er es tat oder nicht.

Und das tat er oder glaubte es zun tun, oder glaubte es auch selber nicht recht, oder, noch bedenklicher, es fing an, ihm gleichgültiger zu werden, ob er es tat oder nicht. (Der Zauberberg)

from Return of Swamp Thing It's the old impasse: I don't know what to wait for.

The man who can't make a choice makes a choice.

Weakness and ambivalence lead to war.

It's no exaggeration to say that the undecideds could go one way or another.

But the thing about maybes is that you can get lost in them and end up going nowhere.

Dating is like pushing your tray along in a cafeteria. Nothing looks good, but you know you have to pick something by the time you reach the cashier.

Willem, I suspect deep down you know exactly why you're here, exactly what you want, but you're unwilling to commit to it, unwilling to commit to the wanting, let alone the having. Because both of those propositions are terrifying.

I was a timid rebel, held in a straitjacket of indecision. Each time I tried to take a step, I met mental and physical restraints.

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

She looked left. She looked right. She looked confused.